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Streets Of Philadelphia 
Medium
by Bruce Springsteen
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I was and and I couldn’t
I felt, I was
to myself
I saw my reflection in a window, I didn't
my own face, oh brother are you
me
away
On the streets of Philadelphia
I walked the my legs
stone, I heard
The voices of vanished and gone
At night I the blood in my veins
Black and whispering as the rain
On the of Philadelphia
Ain’t no angel gonna greet me
It's just you and I my friend
My clothes don't fit me no more
I a thousand miles
to slip the skin
The night has fallen, lying awake
I can myself away
So receive me brother with your
Faithless or we
Leave other alone like this
On the streets of Philadelphia
I felt, I was
to myself
I saw my reflection in a window, I didn't
my own face, oh brother are you
me
away
On the streets of Philadelphia
I walked the my legs
stone, I heard
The voices of vanished and gone
At night I the blood in my veins
Black and whispering as the rain
On the of Philadelphia
Ain’t no angel gonna greet me
It's just you and I my friend
My clothes don't fit me no more
I a thousand miles
to slip the skin
The night has fallen, lying awake
I can myself away
So receive me brother with your
Faithless or we
Leave other alone like this
On the streets of Philadelphia
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